white snow and rabbits
cuddle up to me for warmth
the presence of is

1,000 yrs ago is nothing in the
  tower of when. Standing on
a rock 2 million years past.

The future is present and
   the present is last.

the child is asleep
dreaming of the way
to find a better life
tomorrow

death is not fair life
is not fair ha ha ha ha
deal with it human

to free the lobotomized
masses of the world
i must free the
lobotomized me

if life were easy
everyone would be doing
it here we are now

the sky was blue the clouds were grey
   the sun shone now and then
she came to me from far away
   her name was Adolen

Adolen oh Adolen you tore my world
   in two
never seen a woman since with
   heart as sad as you

we travelled on to here and there
   and walked a grassy field
we wondered and we wandered near
   an edge that did not yield

the echoes of the fallen down
   controled our glassy stare
you lept into the near beyond
   i did not follow there

Adolen oh Adolen you tore my world
   in two
never loved a girl so much that
   was as sad as you

this song will tell the count of bones sleeping

what call to arms does break the peace again

there is no cause but willfull mind unfolding

blades to human throats just us again


greed calls to all and is heard by many

loudly no place other than ego bliss

i speak amid the stars in my own meaning

no source of war but loving kiss

the time of his death was
   unknown of course

Garl walked the perimeter sticks
   wooden spear at the ready

Garl saw more than he thought
   therein the world of the cave walls

His dreams were to amazing
   images of other worlds so
   beautiful so strange

all were there dreams at night
   but the amens put them
   on the walls

an act of great courage due respect

in his dreams Garl saw himself
   on the wall at first with
   fear later with desire

the amans were also hunters

the hunt was a strong image to have

Garl was out with the hunters
   he saw the hunt he saw his
   image on the cave wall
   He went forward to the mammoth

He is now seen on a cave wall
   by thousand peoples

the time of his death
   is unknown of course

the best way to sabotage
success having unrealistic
expectations

there was a time long ago in the future
of humanity that folded minds into light

the stars were bright and meaningful
to all who knew the words gone past

history of dreams dogma far exceded
walking backwards into the present

what else is there but we be here now
imagine a life that is imagined

call the spirits call the gods definitions
concepts of the creator weakly shared

ignorance is exaltation wisdom is bane
yet the sky is blue sometimes or pitch

no one exists or ever has a being
we see smell hear taste and touch

a dog is always here for some reason
and will tell me what is true perhaps

the corps on the ground is my own
i turn away and travel a stagnant path

Zed Alph Alpha
Bravo Charlie
Whiskey Whiskey Delta
       (repeat)

words words words
   heard them all my life

just reflections in my mind
   a distortion of time

life of my creation
   here i am now

walking forward slowly
   into a future dark

to change this time i can not
   think of what to do

'cause i am thinking outside
   though inner is the cure

time for hate is over
   hating far to long

time to create the next life
   master of the song

learn from the past no
learn in the present and we
remember the past

heard a noise
inside my head
sounds like heaven
sounds like hell

don't know where
i'm gonna be
i just know
gonna be free

killed old memorise
in my long lost mind
always been there
no place to hide

just gonna be
a newborn child
talking new
speaking wild

the crickets in the
night out the window create
patterns of peace mind

what we call gods
do not care they
do not exist

i think therefore i
am wrong in the present and
i walk among stars

random patterns of
choice was my life here i
am now ha ha ha

i've gone beyond the
threshold of eternity
her i am again

young squirrels run on
spring grass fast just new life joy
exhilaration

dreaming of buddhist
monk i am not even close
i write poetry

is there a thought in
mind or habituation
there is not knowing

god smoldering in
mind that's creator
you are the center

the emperor sits
at a small blond table to
eat his fish and sauce

angels of heaven
torture a mind to persist
in the realm of god

i had a dream of
emerging into dark empty void
warm comfort infinite expance

you cast the writings
in the mists of time space mind
you are reflection

Dogs bound along the road.
Hogs squeal their hunger. A toad
Flees to safety from tabby's chase.
Trees sway in the wind. Sol's face
Slowly hides behind the corn.
Softly till next reborn

i dreamt in my mind
reality was kinda
like this here and now

the scents of god l
smell and will follow them all
to my mind center

there is a mind
called shakespeare

there is a mind
called doughnut

ooooohhh doughnut

i bow at the alter in
the church of imperfection
and pray softly here again
in storm of life confusion

on soft clouds i walked so many days
we were lovers and i feel time now with my heartbeat
as we wander far apart
kissed by angels when i'm sleeping
or is your sweet soul touching me
this vaunted world is just a nonscence
without your memorey in mind
in the dark night dear past the moonbeams
i will ever see our favorite star

the beginning of
soul your question the strength of
soul is your answer

the fathomed world will
be transformed only in
a mind that's conscious

in this brain refrain
of pure gold and diamond
your true love for me

the words on the page
nothing but echoes in mind
mama papa me

drunkeness echoes
soft air breathed in again
and i want nothing

i don't play the game
of what if or maybe
i fall into the day

i don't have to i
don't want to there is no why
just fill in the blank

saw evidence of
reality ignored it
poor human mistake

i eat the food of the soft and hard work
   no time is left for a god to appear
cross the river and find a path that works
   a life of effort all live with the true

of not excisting in the mind of self
   and what we call god is a bandaid that
is better than nothing as we bleed life
   out of love upon a table raza

which is true yet maleable so now
   we walk and talk the walking head maybe
not a word is true that's not thought softly in
   a moment of yells and we follow

as to the inner true unheard that
can be peaceful if we try i do not know what

the construct of the
universe is you my friend
you are what is here

i heard a sound  so sweet it brought
me to my knees many sang as one blessed

and lifted the ether from the mass
and it has changed my mind forever

i just hear and know this mind
in the future of time and this time again

sitting on warm wall
small fly is sleeping dreaming
a cognizant mind

i saw a man waiting for a rat
to come out of its hole
so he could eat it

the snow was menacing but i
did not notice i passed by
no avalache ever came

standing naked on a small ledge
thinking waiting to drop hard
i masturbated and left

practice practice and
practice there is no end to
the ever pure piece

i saw a devil
dog on the rotisserie
at a convenience store

knock knock whos there bear
is here what you gonna do
little one protect